Chapter 194 Born Great, Defeated Miserably

If there were only the Buddhas of Lingshan, it would be fine. Their demon clan has so many quasi-saints, and there are several big guys who survived the ancient times.

The Buddhas of Lingshan, just come.

Kill one if there is one, kill a pair if there are two.

But the team leader is the two old coins of Jieyin Zhunti. No matter how many quasi-saints you have, it is useless to fight against the saints.

"Demon Master, you should give me an idea. Now the Buddhist army is on the shore of the North Sea. It will take less than an hour to kill to the Demon Mountain. What should we do then?"

Countless big demons looked at Kunpeng. A saint can crush their demon clan, not to mention that Lingshan sent out two saints.

"Why do they want to go to war with my demon clan? How many demon clan boys have died now?"

Kunpeng exuded a strong murderous aura, and his eyes flashed with murderous light. People who are familiar with him know that Kunpeng is angry and wants to kill people.

"What else could it be? It must be that God blesses the West. Lingshan wants to take advantage of the great power of heaven and earth to annex our Northern Juluzhou."

The big monsters gathered together, discussing countermeasures one by one, chattering.

The usually unknown Dangmo Mountain Hall is particularly noisy today.

After discussing for a long time, no solution was found.

This is a dead end. All those below the saints are ants. This is not just talk. It is a bad reputation built with the corpses of countless ancestors.

"Why don't we ask for help from Nuwa."

"The demon race is facing the disaster of extinction. I think Nuwa Saint will not stand by and watch them die."

After thinking about it, they, a group of big monsters, are powerless in the face of the saint.

At the moment, they can only ask for help from Nuwa Saint, so the monsters slowly focus their attention on Kunpeng with a murderous look on his face.

"Demon Master, you just came back from the Nuwa Palace. Please go to the Nuwa Palace again and ask the Queen to come out of the mountain."

At this point, we can only ask the saint to defeat the saint.

Let alone defeat, even if they can delay the two saints, they have absolute confidence that they can defeat the group of Buddhas who are waiting to die in Lingshan.

"The Xuanniao Saint Envoy is already on the way to the Demon Mountain."

"I think the Queen Nuwa must have her plan. The Queen will never give up our demon clan."

Kunpeng appeased the turbulent demons, and he could only think so in his heart.

I just hope that the Xuanniao can bring good news.

When these words came out, the hearts of the demons sank even more. The Queen did not come, but asked the maids around her to come?

Could it be that the Xuanniao could resist the attack of the two saints in the west?

What a joke, that is a saint.

A sense of despair arose in my heart. Could it be that the Queen Nuwa really didn't care about the demon clan?

When the witches and demons fought, Nuwa stayed in seclusion. She ignored the demons and focused all her attention on the weak human race.

Is the tragedy of the witches and demons going to happen again?

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed quietly.

The Lingshan army has arrived at the Demon Mountain, and the murderous aura condensed into layers of dark clouds.

Under the dark clouds, the Buddha's light was all over the sky, illuminating the entire Demon Mountain, and the demons couldn't help trembling.

The Buddha's light, which was sacred and saved all living beings in the past, has now become a maggot on the tarsal bone and turned into a light of destruction.

The waves of Buddhist music are like a song of death. When they hear it, the soul trembles violently. The monsters who have not reached the Taiyi Xuanxian realm exploded and died one after another.

"Quickly form a formation! Isolate this soul attack!"

The soul-stirring sounds pierced the soul, and those who were not firm in mind and the monsters who had not reached the Taiyi Xuanxian realm were directly turned into a ball of blood mist.

"Lingshan!"

Kunpeng watched countless men die under the sound of Buddha. Looking around, the blood mist covered the entire Dangmo Mountain.

At least 20% of the young generation of the demon clan died young. Kunpeng instantly transformed into his original form.

"Are you going to fight to the death with my demon clan?"

Kunpeng, who had transformed into his original form, had a huge body that was tens of thousands of feet long. With a pair of huge wings, he protected the entire Dangmo Mountain behind him.

All the big demons transformed into their original forms and protected the demon clan with Kunpeng. Their eyes were bloodshot. They had never thought that Lingshan would be so decisive and fight to the death.

"Fight to the death?"

Zunti snorted coldly, and a huge Buddha light shone on him, looking down at all the demon clan below.

"Hand over your merits and submit to Lingshan. I will leave you a way out."

Zunti thought he was thick-skinned enough, but he never thought that compared with the demon clan, he was still slightly inferior.

They robbed Lingshan Merit Pool, robbed their entire West, and used the power of the entire sect to condense merits for a whole kalpa.

At this point, they are still thinking of being the first to complain?

It makes them seem like Lingshan is bullying the weak, and they are the victims of the demon clan.

"Haha, hand over merits? Submit to Lingshan?"

He Kunpeng is an ancient great demon who survived the witch and demon kalpa.

He and Jieyin Zhunti are both three thousand listeners of Zixiao Palace. They are quasi-saints who go to the sea as Kun and fly to the sky as Peng.

How can they surrender because of a few words from the other party? How can they hand over merits and territory just because the other party kills the clan?

A monstrous murderous aura bloomed on his body, and the wings of his wings turned into steel needles, flashing cold light.

"Stubborn!"

Zhunti took out the Qingjing Bamboo, and was about to take action to suppress this demon, but was grabbed by Tathagata.

"Saint Zhunti, no."

"I've heard that Master Kunpeng is invincible in the flesh, so let me meet this evil beast."

Taoism's idea is very simple.

If Zhunti takes action, how can he pretend to be powerful? How can he, a Hunyuan Daluo who has proved his Dao with strength, still be so majestic?

And if the saint takes action, it means that they must face Nuwa's wrath.

That's a ruthless man with a Hongmeng Dao-level magic weapon. God knows if they can resist.

And Tathagata also has selfish motives. Lingshan Merit Pool, with so many merits, how many golden epic jars can be opened?

Tathagata has been coveting it for a whole kalpa, and has not yet made a move to plan, but the demon clan has taken the lead. Naturally, he is extremely angry.

"Okay!"

"Teach this evil beast a lesson."

After Tathagata's reminder, Zhunti also sobered up a lot, thinking of Nuwa's terrifying strength.

Thinking of the mysterious, terrifying, bloodthirsty blood-colored long sword, his face kept changing. Let Tathagata test the waters and test Nuwa's confidence.

Besides, the current Tathagata is a Hunyuan Daluo realm, and he has proved the way with strength.

The physical strength is invincible, plus Maitreya, a half-step Hunyuan strongman, they have four peerless strongmen in Lingshan.

Even if he faced Nuwa, he could at least protect himself, even if he didn't win.

He didn't believe that Nuwa dared to face the mouth of the prehistoric world, swallowed up his Lingshan merits, and didn't allow them to come to ask for an explanation?

This is the confidence they have to send troops to the demon clan. Although the prehistoric world is dominated by the weak and the strong, it has not reached the point of being the only one and lawless.

"How dare you!"

"When I was in the three realms, you hadn't transformed yet, and I don't know where you were eating rotten food."

"Today, let me see the means of the apostates."

As an ancient demon, Kunpeng had heard that Zixiao Palace was a powerful person of the same period as the saints such as Sanqing.

After all, he was Duobao's predecessor, and he was already furious when the other party called him a beast.

Since you are not sympathetic, why should he, Kunpeng, leave you room?

I am not decent, and you can't be decent either. He told everyone about the true body of Tathagata and his dark history.

"Shut up!"

An inexplicable aura burst out from Tathagata's body, and he casually pushed out a palm, and the whole space trembled.

The palm quickly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it pushed across and slapped the ten thousand feet Kunpeng fiercely.

He Tathagata, as the first disciple of Jiejiao, was loved by thousands of people and enjoyed supreme glory.

Even if he betrayed the sect and went to Lingshan, he was still below two people and above ten thousand people.

The days when he had not yet transformed and relied on devouring carrion for food were his lifelong humiliation.

Kunpeng roared and told the three realms about his black history. How could Tathagata maintain his nobility in the future?

The move was also extremely cruel, using a full eight points of strength to directly slap Kunpeng away and smash it into the North Sea.

"This..."

"Is this Tathagata?"

"How could there be such a terrifying method?"

All the big monsters thought that the two were both quasi-saint peak strongmen, and the demon master was an ancient big monster with an invincible body.

Even if they couldn't crush Duobao, they could at least be evenly matched, but who could have thought that they would crush him in one encounter.

Their demon master was the one being crushed, and the change was too sudden, so that no one could react. The demon master who covered the sky and the sun just flew away.

"So strong!"

Jie Yin Zhunti saw that Tathagata only used one palm, and the ancient Kunpeng at the peak of the quasi-saint level had no power to resist, and his body was shattered.

The most important thing is that this was just a blow of pure physical strength.

"Is this Hunyuan Daluo? Is this proving the way with force?"

Jie Yin Zhunti couldn't help twitching his mouth, his eyes rolling, and the two looked at each other, and saw the fear in each other's eyes.

It is true that they welcome strong people to settle in Lingshan, but they don't like those strong people who are not under control.