Chapter 209: The Water Tribe Makes Their Move, the Dao Sect Appears

Dialogue with the demon king, except for some demon cultivators who were still fighting, almost everyone stopped and retreated to their own camp, waiting for the final result. After all, the demon king was the one who decided the final direction of the battle, and it was useless to rack their brains.

Above the sky, the white-haired bear's face shook, and he smiled and said: "The situation is like this, I can't help but enter the field!"

Wu Yi's cultivation was low, and he didn't know the game between the water tribe and the original Taoist forces in the Azure Realm. However, as the demon king, the white-haired bear was originally a person to be won over by both sides. The white-haired bear, who was originally waiting for a price, now seemed to have made his own choice.

The Taoist sect was powerful and deep-rooted, and had a great chance of winning. As a new force, the water tribe was on par with the Taoist sect in the outside world, but it was a real small force in the Azure Realm. In order to compete with the Taoist sect, the price offered was also higher, that is, the so-called positive correlation between risk and return.

The white-haired bear chose to attack when both sides were almost exhausted from fighting, probably because he wanted to continue to ask for a higher price. The addition of this new force would change the direction of the battlefield. When the demon cultivators of the Green Blood Pond saw the reinforcements coming, they surrounded Wu Yi and others and prevented them from escaping. They moved very quickly.

After using the Blood Burning Technique for a long time, Wu Yi's body was already red and his meridians were numb. It was not that he couldn't hold on. With the blood light as a backup, it was no problem to fight another 100 or 80 rounds. He was just worried about being caught in a round-robin battle that would never end.

Where is the way forward? Wu Yi thought to himself. He didn't expect that he would be involved in this dispute. His luck was too bad.

What Wu Yi didn't know was that as the water tribe recruited forces in the Azure Realm and sought expansion, the Azure Realm was almost full of wars and there was no place to live in peace. Even if he was not involved in this dispute, he would definitely be involved in other disputes.

Han Zhen's face was calm when he heard the white-haired bear's words, and he asked: "Fellow Daoist, have you made up your mind?"

Mang Tiandang did not give Han Zhen a chance to provoke him, and said to the white-haired bear: "Fellow Daoist Wang, if we join forces, we will teach old Han Zhen how powerful he is and he will not dare to look down on us."

The white-haired bear also has a name, called Wang Juwei, but because of the three brothers, other demon kings privately call him Wang Dabai, and most of them don't know his real name, so Mang Tiandang can only say his surname without mentioning his name.

Mang Tiandang mentioned that Han Zhen despised other demon kings for not knowing the true law and being wild demons, which successfully aroused the resentment of the white-haired bear, and he said coldly to Han Zhen: "Let's see where you, the old man, can go."

"Yes, yes, we must not let this old man get away." The golden-haired bear standing behind the white-haired bear also stood up. It was slapped in the face by Han Zhen not long ago, and it was as dissatisfied with Han Zhen as it could be.

In terms of strength alone, Han Zhen and Mang Tiandang are both at the second level of the Golden Core. After breaking the core shell, the number of core demons far exceeds that of the two bears at the first level of the Golden Core. Although the two bears are slightly weaker and have constant conflicts in private, they are brothers from the same mother after all, and they cooperate closely. It is not difficult for them to join forces to fight back.

The golden-haired bear, who had a deep hatred for Han Zhen, roared first, raised his giant palm, and attacked Han Zhen. Han Zhen glared at him, and a thin water curtain rose in front of him, directly bouncing the golden-haired bear away. The white-haired bear also saw the situation and came down with a giant stick.

This giant stick is dark and rough, and it is obviously not polished much, but it is powerful. With one blow, the hard and soft water curtain was smashed to pieces.

With a wave of his robe sleeve, Han Zhen blew away the strong wind. He sensed a familiar breath from the giant stick. "Banyan tree core," Han Zhen whispered, looking at the murderous intent of the white-haired bear, and said: "Fellow Daoist Rong was indeed killed by you."

Fellow Daoist Rong, that is, the thousand-year-old banyan tree spirit, the original demon king of Baixiong Ridge, and Han Zhen had a good relationship. He died for unknown reasons a hundred years ago. After that, Baixiong took over Rongshan and renamed it Baixiong Ridge.

"So what? I also hollowed out his stomach to make a cave." At this time, Baixiong seemed to have regarded Han Zhen as a dead man in his heart, and did not mind exposing this secret, and even deliberately angered Han Zhen with it.

"Okay, okay." Han Zhen laughed in anger, raised his hand, and the turbid Yin heavy water shot out. These turbid Yin heavy waters were taken from the turbid Yin swamp soil that had accumulated for tens of millions of years under the forest, and refined with heavy water. In terms of power, they were not inferior to the five elements of true essence cultivated by Wu Yi. Moreover, Han Zhen shot out more than tens of millions of drops of turbid Yin heavy water with this wave of his hand, and the momentum was like the roar of thousands of troops and the galloping of thousands of horses.

"Old man, have you forgotten me?" Mang Tiandang shouted, and the python-spotted cloak behind him fell off, fluttering in the wind, and took in all the turbid Yin heavy water without dropping a drop. This cloak should be the skin he shed, which is extremely flexible. It can be clearly seen that the turbid Yin heavy water pressed the cloak to the ground and deformed it, but there was no sign of breaking.

Han Zhen snorted. Although he was fighting one against three, he showed no fear. Tens of millions of drops of turbid Yin heavy water shot out again, and the momentum did not decrease at all. Mang Tiandang unfolded his cloak and poured the turbid Yin heavy water he had collected before to Han Zhen. Countless drops of turbid Yin heavy water collided in the air, making a dull sound of collision, gradually gathered together, and under Han Zhen's control, they turned into a big crocodile, choosing people to devour.

The demon king took action, and the disputes below started again, but at this time Wu Yi's pressure suddenly increased a lot. There were four or five general-level demon cultivators joining the camp to besiege him, and the situation that had been finally reversed before suddenly became corrupted.

Under the siege of countless spiritual energy and mysterious light, Wu Yi repeatedly retracted his true self shadow clone, otherwise he would have fallen outside, but without the true self shadow clone to share the pressure, Wu Yi was even more stretched. If the four evil ghosts of Chimei Wangliang were not virtual bodies, it would be difficult to destroy them with one blow, and they would have fallen by now.

Is it really necessary to activate the blood burning technique to a higher level? Wu Yi was weighing the pros and cons of this move in his mind.

Boom boom boom, Wu Yi was struggling, and suddenly heard a shocking sound. He looked over and saw that it was a forest swamp demon cultivator who blew up his body. He fought with the opponent and both sides died. It was tragic.

If there was no way out, which cultivator who cherishes his life would choose this way? The situation was really unfavorable at this time.

"Forget it." Wu Yi sighed. If he hesitated any longer, he was afraid that even if he continued to push the blood burning technique, he would not be able to change the situation. With a determined heart, he activated the blood burning technique to more than ten times.

Although Wu Yi's body strength increased greatly after practicing the "Huanyuan Huanyuan Dadao Jing", this increase was still unbearable. Veins were exposed, some small blood vessels burst, and faint blood oozes out of the pores.

"Not good, he is going to self-destruct, stop him quickly." The water creatures who didn't know Wu Yi's intentions panicked, thinking that Wu Yi was going to self-destruct, and hurriedly said, calling Wu Yi with the magic weapon in his hand.

The familiar demonic energy surged into Wu Yi's heart, impacting Wu Yi's control of his mind. Wu Yi's eyes turned blood red, and he could not tell black from white. His body suddenly expanded by twice as much, and his clean skin grew fine golden hair, and the hair also grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, Wu Yi's true body could not be seen. It was the blood of the Hercules Ape in Wu Yi's body that was working.

The first to attack Wu Yi was a water cultivator, holding a large ring knife. Seeing that he was about to chop Wu Yi's head, Wu Yi suddenly raised his head and roared at the cultivator, "Roar~" The water cultivator's body stagnated and was stunned for a moment. Wu Yi hit backhanded, and his fist as big as a sand bowl directly smashed the water cultivator's body into pieces.

This punch contained more than 200,000 pounds of strength. The demonized Wu Yi's strength base was no longer 10,000 pounds, but at least doubled to 20,000 pounds. After the blood burning technique was activated, it was not surprising that his strength increased to more than 200,000 pounds.

"Junior brother, what is he doing..." Li Gu and Zheng Guangming in the distance were back to back, cooperating with each other. Seeing Wu Yi's change, Zheng Guangming wanted to say something but stopped. He remembered the rumor he had heard before, that Wu Yi had killed people in the Di De Temple. They didn't believe it at first, but now they believed it a little after seeing Wu Yi's change.

After becoming a demon, Wu Yi's strength increased greatly. With a casual clap of his hands, all the magic weapons and the mysterious light were annihilated. As for those demon cultivators, it was even more so. In just a few moments, Wu Yi had killed four or five demon cultivators at the foundation-building level. They were all smashed to pieces with one palm, and the blood was extremely bloody. The generals of Linxia Swamp who had been forced into a desperate situation before cried with joy and roared wildly to show their support for Wu Yi.

In contrast, the generals of Bixuetan and Baixiongling looked at Wu Yi as if he was looking at a monster and could not avoid him.

Wu Yi's extraordinary move also attracted the attention of the demon king above the sky. The blood cloud under Mang Tiandang's feet split into hundreds of dim figures, whistling and rushing towards Wu Yi. These were ghosts, controlled by Mang Tiandang. Under Mang Tiandang's care, a single ghost was as powerful as a third-level foundation-building cultivator. Hundreds of ghosts were enough to kill all the creatures below.

Han Zhen snorted coldly: "Daoyou care too much." The turbid yin heavy water surrounding him fell and wiped out all the ghosts. When the ghosts were killed, they showed a look of relief and were incomparable.

The white-haired bear looked grim and said to the golden-haired bear beside him: "Second brother, go down and solve this trouble."

The golden-haired bear was very dissatisfied with the white-haired bear for asking him to kill a foundation-building cultivator, but he couldn't stand the eldest brother's insistence, so he grumbled a few words and flew down.

Han Zhen could stop the ghosts with low cultivation, but he couldn't stop the golden bear at the level of the demon king. What's more, he had to fight two people alone. He could only watch the golden bear go down, and he could do nothing.

Seeing Wu Yi from a distance, the golden bear was surprised and said: "It's you." Although Wu Yi was a demon, his breath didn't change much. In order to lure the golden bear away, Wu Yi sacrificed a shadow clone. The shadow clone looked like him, and the golden bear immediately discovered this secret.

"Give me back my third brother's life." The golden bear was furious, roaring, and went down at a high speed, rubbing against the air and making a bang, like a sky fire falling.

Han Zhen's heart jumped, and he forgot about this. Wu Yi was in danger now. He said to the void on the right: "Daoyou has been here for a long time, it's time to take action."

What, there is someone lurking on the side. Mang Tiandang and Baimao Xiong were shocked. Looking at the void, they saw a hazy shadow gradually turning from virtual to real, and it looked like a Taoist.

"Yun Zhenzi, it's you." Mang Tiandang said in surprise.

I feel that I have a better grasp of the general trend and wrote down my thoughts.